By using the ants that he summoned as a sort of auto zapper for himself, Sidney could finally keep up with sewn-mouth.He did this by issuing a small command to all of his ants on his arm, the moment he stopped moving or his brainwaves stopped or slowed down for whatever reason, they would explode one by one till he began moving again.This was his ultimate plan.This way whether or not he could bypass it with self-inflicted pain or by not being able to hear his command, he would bypass his spell one way or another.Sidney rushed out towards sewn-mouth with his arm thrown back. He stopped right in front of him and planted his feet on the floor.He swung hard at sewn-mouth, their two fists clashed in a heavy test of strength. Sidney's small frame up against the hulking figure of the ORA agent.The two hand a short standoff."This kid's strength!... I'm semi-king tier when it comes to strength, and this kid is matching me after being beaten so badly!?" Thought sewn-mouth.Sidney threw
Annie dug her heels and blasted forward at her opponent. The man readied his brass knuckles and threw his arm back.Annie then dug her hands in one of her pockets and pulled out a piece of paper. The man's eyes shot open in shock, "a talisman!?" He grunted before raising both arms, forming an X to block the strike.Annie slammed it right onto her opponent, he gritted his teeth waiting for whatever effect the talisman carried to activate. But nothing happened.Annie zoomed past him and ran straight at his downed comrade on the floor, recovering and preparing to use his alchemy on her.The man removed the supposed talisman from his arm and saw that it wasn't a talisman at all. It was just a piece of paper. One that looked like a talisman.He turned around and saw Annie running straight at his comrade, "shit!!" He thought as he instantly bolted in that direction.His comrade had his eyes clothes and his hands together, like he was conducting a prayer of some sorts."DODGE!!!" he yelled a
The air was cold. It was a cold morning. The sound of cheering Drakemen filled the air. In the middle of the arena stood two people.The first was Tyger, standing in the middle of the arena with nothing but his fists. The other was a Drakeman, one that was familiar.From his sly demeanor, to his huge grin on his face, it was clear who it was. Though Tyger couldn't tell exactly, it was the impression he got off of him.The head prisoner. The one who shoved Earl's face into his plate of food after spitting in it. He was despicable by all definitions of the word.A lot of different Drakemen warriors were stationed inside the battle grounds, including Kipple."Welcome once again to another match between prisoners of the pit!" The announcer's voice rang through the arena."Today's match is a special one..." He said. The crowds cheered loudly, waiting in anticipation as they watched the two combatants.Tyger held up his fists and looked at his opponent, Skull, the most despicable Drakeman h
Earl sat in the middle of his cell. His eyes almost dead, void of life, his hair scattered and messy... It hadn't been combed in days.His teeth beginning to brown, his body reeking from weeks without a bath. But all that didn't matter to him, not right now, he didn't care at all.He sat silently with a look of despair and hopelessness on his face. His mouth moved slightly, repeating a single line over and over."I killed my mother""I killed my mother""I killed my mother"The reality he'd learnt still hadn't left him. The origins of his system, the way it was created, why it was created, he knew the bitter truth now.He was the cause. He was the virus. He was the sickness. He was a murderer even before he was born.Throughout he's life he'd grown up thinking that his mother died from a severe incurable illness and his father suffered a similar fate.He'd realised that wasn't the truth halfway through his first year, when he realised that his father died giving him a system and prote
Kipple was seated outside the cell. He'd been carried there by his fellow Drakemen warriors after they'd managed to calm him down.His blood still boiled from the words and actions of Skull, but he was calmer now. He could keep his revenge for another day.For now he just sat outside of the cell, listening to Earl and Tyger's conversation. That's when a thought crossed his mind, or rather he remembered something.The bruise on Skull's arm after the match. Tyger managed to damage Skull... He really did.Even another time when Tyger punched Kipple in the face, he got a nosebleed from it even though Tyger shouldn't have been able to damage him at all."I think you can use it Tyger," he said, "the devil's magic?" Asked Tyger, "no, Hiori."The cell went silent. Both Earl and Tyger immediately sat up with shock on their faces, "what?" they both asked in sync."Hiori, I think Tyger might be able to use it," said Kipple, "Me?" "Him?" Said Tyger and Earl. Kipple sat silently, not answering any
The crowd had changed. The once-silent atmosphere with members of the crowd unsure of who to cheer for, now filled the arena with cheers.And who could blame them? The battle that ensued was intense. Earl the human and Polka the Drakeman had started their battle mere moments ago, and the tension riled them up.Who would win the clash? The scorn of the Drakeman, or the terrifying human?The two now stood opposite one another, pacing in a circle slowly, each sizing up the other.Polka drove his heels into the floor and launched at Earl, throwing his arm back and launching his attack.Earl moved his head to the side dodging a punch, however he felt his stomach churn as the sharp reptilian knee of Polka drove itself into him."The punch was a feint!?" He thought to himself as he felt his feet lift off the floor, however, instead of flying off,after his feet left the floor, he found himself hovering in mid-air.Polka's tail remained tightly wrapped around his body, squeezing him and holdin
Tyger was sitting down in the cell curled up like a ball when he started hearing voices, "No!! I didn't want to do it!... I didn't mean to... No!!" Tyger uncurled from his ball and took a step back.A nervous sweat ran down the side of his face. "Shut up! You're awfully loud for someone who's lost so much blood!!" Another voice yelled, this one closer, this one he knew all too well "Kipple?" He said as he took a step forward, and then another, walking to æathe cell bars."I...! I said I wouldn't but I...!" "For the last time shut up!!!" Kipple's voice echoed even louder, followed by the sound of a fist hitting flesh.Now that he thought a little more, he recognised the former voice as well, especially now that the voices were closer, "Earl?"Not a moment later Kipple came marching with Earl in tow, with a bag over his head as usual.With a vein in his head, Kipple kicked open the cell door and threw Earl hard against the floor, not caring for him at all.Tyger managed to move out the
In a cell somewhere in the pit was Skull, seated in his cell with Drakeman guards in front of his cell.A smile sat on his face, "is everything in place?" He asked, one of the guards turned and faced the other. His fellow guard gave him a nod, he turned back to face Skull, "you have what we asked for?" He asked.Skull snapped his fingers, one of his cellmates immediately came beside him and opened his hand. Within it was a vile, a vile full of blue cloudy liquid.Skull took it from the clutches of his cellmate and held it in front of the guards face, "I don't lie," he smiled.The guard reached for it but swiped at the air, Skull placed the vile back into the cellmates clutches."With this, you'll be able to outclass anyone and achieve true power..." A smirk sat on his face, "Storm. Even one of the elders will protect you from those that come against you... When the time comes that is. You'll truly be the ones that'll rule the future!" The guard turned to his other guard, "it's true..